Infinite Timeline Novels & Stories

-I BELONG TO YOU FOREVER BOOK 1 -ENDLESSLY MINE BOOK 2 -INFINITELY OURS BOOK 3 Thank you very much for reading my books, these are my first werewolf stories, and I had fallen in love with them; when I wrote them, it was not to sell or make money. I wrote them to create stories that came to my mind, characters with a life of their own and feel that I wanted you to feel when you read each one of my words, the fact that my first book on spanish POR SIEMPRE TUYA ( I BELONG TO YOU FOREVER) , was read by 164,100 readers in spanish and 22,500 in english, the second ETERNAMENTE MIA ( ENDLESSLY MINE) 52,000 readers in spanish and 4,100 in english, then INFINITAMNETE NUESTRA (INFINITELY OURS) only 2

"Okay, in layman's terms, we can co-exist on a different earth, the same land, the same continent, the same ocean, but different timelines, and the idea that any person can exist at the same time in more than one place is possible if we can travel back in time or the future. To make a change that can alter each timeline, I'll give you a better example, okay? We have three timelines: A, B, and C, Timeline. Are you following me?" "Yeah, we have an ABC timeline. Please don't make it to Z; my brain can't handle it." Andrew wanted to laugh but halted himself. He instead nodded his head as if he understood the wolf well. Tommy sighed. "Oh God, here we are again. Seriously, Diana, you aren't even l

and into the "Cyclical-Forge." The solution lay in the "Paradox of the Infinite." Audrey commanded the Council of All-Unions to stop trying to "Contain" the energy of the Bastion. Instead, she ordered them to "Open the Vents" to every parallel universe simultaneously. They were going to turn the Interstitial-Space into a "Multiversal-Forge," a place where the energy didn't just flow out, but "Looped" back in on itself through a billion different timelines.

I positioned myself in front of the hall, not obstructing the entrance and waited patiently. After several minutes, a tall guy who bore a resemblance to me approached. He had a more toned physique, tall and darker skin, that framed his somewhat menacing expression. "Are you Infinite?" he inquired, his gaze unwavering as he stood before me. A year had passed and recognition eluded us. "Yes, are you my older brother?" I asked, causing him to flinch at the question. "Use my name. Follow me, and I'll show you where you'll be staying. Hurry, I have a lot of things to do," he commanded, striding off without offering any assistance with my belongings.

Existence no longer moved forward for me in the linear progression that mortals understood as time. Instead, it bloomed outward in infinite directions like a cosmic flower whose petals were entire universes, each one containing countless stories of triumph and tragedy, love and loss, hope and despair. As the Guardian of Possibility, I floated between moments that stretched like jeweled threads across the fabric of reality, watching timelines blossom like spring petals in accelerated growth, then wither like autumn leaves when their purposes were fulfilled. I did not age in any way that could be measured by conventional standards. I did not sleep, for consciousness had become something far mo

You remember me? I remember everything. The room became unbearably quiet. Then another figure stepped forward. This one looked like Jason. Another like Rose. Another like Evan. Different versions of the same family. Ethan looked around. How many of you are there? The answer came from the woman. Enough to change reality. A screen appeared in the air. PROJECT ETERNITY. STATUS: ACTIVE. TIMELINE COUNT: 4,872,991. Ethan stared at the number. Nearly five million timelines.

It was designed to test whether consciousness could be anchored across timelines whether memory, identity, and will could survive temporal death. I wasn’t reborn because someone loved me enough to save me. I was reborn because I survived. “The cost,” I said hoarsely, tapping the page. “It says the subject will experience accelerated convergence. The longer I stay in this timeline… the more unstable my existence becomes.” Alexander’s hands stilled. “Explain,” he said, voice dangerously calm. I swallowed. “It means the universe will eventually correct itself.” Silence. “Meaning?” he demanded.

Aria looked at the crack. "Why is this happening?" Nova answered. "Because the creator gave everyone freedom." Aria frowned. "That's a good thing." "Yes." "Then what's wrong?" Nova looked at the worlds. "Freedom creates possibilities." She pointed toward the sky. "And possibilities are multiplying." TOO MANY FUTURES Gabriel examined the crack. "There are too many timelines." Aria stepped closer. "How many?" "Millions." "That's not possible." "Apparently it is." He showed her the readings.

Olivia's POV When the doctor told me I had an inoperable brain tumor, I knew my life was counting down. I was on a camping trip with my family and fiance, planning to tell them I'd agreed to donate a kidney to my sister. Since I was dying anyway, I figured I might as well give it away. But before I could break the news, a sudden storm and mudslide struck, and my sister shoved me into a ravine. Seven days later, when rescuers finally found me, I had only three days left to live.

“Generally, in the celestial realm, there is no particular measure or flow of time. A lot of timelines merge here so we can see the past, present and future altogether here. Maybe it's our Veenie communicating with us from the future.” Serena explains and I nod. That makes sense. All of this is so new and complicated, it almost makes my head spin. It makes me realize that the universe is so much bigger and full of possibilities that we haven’t explored. “It's so cool!” Serena mutters in excitement.